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December 17, 2003 -- 11:38 PM
posted by Beck

    Welcome back Andy!

    I did register all my games and what-not, and I did get the e-mail, but I haven't got the game yet.
    Nintendo said they had sent it and it would be here within two weeks, and that was on Dec. 3.
    So I'm starting to get anxious.
    But yeah, it's cool... and welcome back

December 17, 2003 -- 10:49 PM
posted by AD

yeah, I know, it's way past my bedtime. Though, I have stuff to say, and it's ALL about me, so... If you don't care about me at all, stop reading now. ok, better. Since no one is left, I will be talking to myself for a bit here. As many of you may have noticed, or as I am presently informing you, Saturday is my birthday. I am turning the ripe age of 21. I know, it's all downhill from there, but I can't stop time. Even with my remo-cure, a throwback some of you might enjoy-I couldn't do it. So there's one thing it doesn't do, oh well. For saturday though, I have not yet made any formal plans. As such, and since I'm just to damn tired right now, I guess I'll just be waiting until I move in two weeks. We will be having a we've moved and desperately need to show our new place to all of our friends by getting hammered party. We'd like to do it before school starts again for you losers, though that's not yet set in stone... Anyway, I'll shut up now.

December 17, 2003 -- 2:35 PM
posted by nobody knows my face





    Nobody knows the trouble I've seen-
    nobody knows my face.
    Nobody knows the trouble I've been-
    settin the bomb up this place.


    So I'm back to attack with a crack
    of my whip, it's so hip when I rip
    to the turntable-skip and you'll flip out
    when I whip out my kicks kuz they're slick
    and ya wonder how one can ship-out so ill?
    It's no trick of the vaudeville- I'm just sick.

    So lay it out, play it out, say it out loud
    if ya gonna make funna me, gotta face to the crowd
    get on the stage, feel the rage, lose the page
    with the crib-notes that some jib wrote
    can't get the Florida vote if ya don't
    improvise the satirize- it's in yer eyes
    ya realize they smell yer fear,
    and yet ya drop it like they don't at all.
    "Like hell!" they sneer,
    so do it fluid, kuz I won't take yer fall
    not this time, not this rhyme,
    gotta be prime or face up to the crime,
    kuz a half-assed attempt
    makes ya look like an unkempt
    leather boy with electric toys
    makin noise tonight.

    I'm a dawg that needs his space,
    but I'll take ya any time or place,
    kuz yer fuckin right, I'm outta site, I don't bite
    the hand that feeds me, kuz I know ya needs me,
    so throw me a bone, I'll bring slippers t'yer throne
    kuz nobody knows my face and nobody knows how t'defeats me.


    And the colour-girls sing:

    Nobody knows the trouble he's seen-
    nobody knows his face.
    Nobody knows the trouble he's been-
    he set the bomb up this place.
    Nobody knows the places he been,
    kuz he's Nobody Knows My Face.



December 17, 2003 -- 2:04 PM
posted by The Andy Man




    Back in E-town. Thought it would be appropriate to trumpet in my return with some, um, "Boys Are Back In Town". (Thin Lizzy rules and you fucking know it. I saw your "Jailbreak" CD hidden behind some Belle and Sebastian - that's just pretentious.)

    Two Penny Arcade comics I thought this crowd might enjoy:
    Jesus and Double Dash
    Merry Christmas

    Par - I found a copy of "Picture This" and "Catch As Catch Can" (a collection of everything non-novel by Cap'n Heller). I just started reading "Picture", but if you would like to take a look at the other, or even "Something Happened", it would be my pleasure to pass it along.

    Beck - Any luck with registering for the Zelda bonus disc?

    Ed - Star Control II, well, essentially rules - I was having a great time, but it's no longer working. But thanks for sharing that great find with us.

    And as for rhymes, this is all I can offer, albeit slightly profane:
    "You have freckles on your left breast;
    My cock is easily impress'd;
    I'd love to help get your hair mess'd."

December 17, 2003 -- 10:22 AM
posted by Beck

    Mmmmmmm.... 0.1 mega-pixels of pure alien hotness...
    Must resist... must stay loyal to... Elisha!

    Contest Time!!!

    The first person to phone me (437-2076) that meets these two requirements wins!

    (a) Must be going to ROTK today at 4:10
    (b) Must have, or be borrowing/operating a motor vehicle with passenger capability


    Prize:
    The joyous act of picking Beck up and driving him to/from ROTK, also included is the possibility of sitting next to him in the theater as well as maybe a slight chance of a handful of popcorn. Call NOW!!!

    Disclaimer:
    The act of calling implies an innate desire for the above mentioned prize and therefore will be taken as a legal implied contractual agreement of which there is no opting out should you win the prize.

    Good Luck!

December 17, 2003 -- 10:11 AM
posted by alison

    so... anybody else bussing to ROTK today? I'm leaving at 1pm.
    Crazy! 1pm for a 4pm showing... well a line-up etc... but still
    If you're on the 128, I'll prolly see ya.
    and if not, i'll see you at the movie.

    sssso excited! yess we really are! :)

December 17, 2003 -- 12:08 AM
posted by edo

    "Hello again, pleasant Human.
    It warms me to greet you again."


December 17, 2003 -- 12:00 AM
posted by P

    Runnin up in the street fight, Cruising in the night
    I got no mercy when I’m in the fight
    Cuz I been raised by harsh times and I know the time
    When I’m supposta kill or be killed
    in the streets or in the office since the rules never change
    Big dawgs on the prowl, but I spot you like an owl.
    I swoop down and take you, leav'in you clueless.
    Who did that? I dun did it.
    Watch yo back cuz I be watchin yours.
    My power bar to the maximum, I dish the pain out to the blaximum.
    Watch your health bar cuz it’s goin down, no block can stop me.
    Your throws make no motion, ur beat is trippin off. Got no game son
    Time to go to bed. These ruff rhymes turn on the dime
    The fine shine of the weapon X gleamin from the tv set
    Means the game is over, you down for the count.
    Good games make fine shames of the losers
    Have mercy for the Persey

    Still have the Marvel vs. Capcom button mashing skillz ehehehehe.

December 17, 2003 -- 12:00 AM
posted by mc eric

    yo you can call it Chili's
    or you can call it illies
    i gotta be on top of both
    if i want stay sharp on the skillies
    fill me? i'm not a real G
    but on my keystyles you can holla
    i'm like the emcee intellectual
    that writes and reads like a scholla
    so you can say you just been learned
    by the one bombs as much as he burns
    can't stop now wanna keep the party movin'
    groove pocket touch my rhymes is so soothin'
    they like a back rub for your mind if you have the time
    to read 'em not just run your eyes and percieve 'em
    best believe 'em, wait i'm not Jay-Z
    i shouldn't bite his style cause he's a real mc
    so i just kick it with P cause he's just as daft
    and no one else on this board seems to appreciate dat

December 16, 2003 -- 6:32 PM
posted by P

    Mc eric got the rhymes
    Burning out the beatz like a leet
    He knows no such thing as defeat
    He connex with the best an
    Keeps up to date as of late
    So he can keep deep like the fleet
    You cant stop the unstoppable mc
    From rippin up the front of the runts
    I’m just chillin on the couch, dun my exams and paid my dues
    Sitting here wondering what’s up with yous
    Watchin my back for sylandros probes
    But they got nothing on my vindicat-or
    Sindicator, chillin wit the bad boys P, D, T
    Watchin Nelly Furtado on much music
    While wishin for chillin at chilis tomorrow

    Chilis tomorrow?

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